Travel through the Qing Dynasty and become emperor

Chapter 767 Aid?Or a trap?
After hearing the news that his daughter was safe and sound, Prince Mahmud almost shed tears, but in an instant this surprise turned into doubts, why did his daughter come back by plane?You must know that the remaining aircraft of the entire Afghan Air Force are hidden around Kabul. Where did the daughter get the aircraft?Full of suspicion, Prince Mahmud and King Zahir arrived at the airport, while Uncle Hashem stayed in the palace.

After a while, twenty large Fengyun-4 transport planes appeared over Kabul. Seeing this kind of guy, which was much bigger than the British transport plane, both Mahmud and Zahir felt nervous. Air strikes, both of them were terrified.Seeing those planes circling twice in the air and then slowly landing on the airport, a hanging heart finally fell down.

Princess Mayisa was sitting in the first plane, and beside her were boxes of new weapons made in China. Before boarding the plane, she insisted on keeping these weapons by her side.After the plane came to a complete stop, before the ladder was put in place, Princess Mayisa jumped off the hanging ladder and ran towards Uncle Mahmud and King Zahir. She no longer had the restraint she had when she was in Delhi, and rushed up to hug her. lived with her father. "Father, I miss you so much! Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo."

"My little Maisha, my father misses you too! You disobedient child, can't you just stay in peace? Do you know how anxious I am?" Prince Mahmud finally couldn't help but shed tears.

"Father, Ma Yisha was wrong, Ma Yisha made father worry!" Ma Yisha stabbed her head hard into her father's arms.

"Sister Mayisa, what's going on? Where have you been these past few days?" King Zahir couldn't help asking, looking at the twenty large transport planes at the airport.

"Father, brother, I went to China these days, and I met a legendary Chinese general, Zhang Zuolin, who is currently the deputy chief of staff of the Chinese Army Department, and these are the two infantry divisions supported by the Chinese Of course, this is only the first assistance." Ma Yisha said very happily.

"Chinese, Zhang Zuolin? Mayisa, what's going on?" Prince Mahmud was also dumbfounded. His daughter disappeared for a few days, and he went to China, not to mention, and brought back two infantrymen for himself. The weapons and equipment of the division, this is no different from the Arabian Nights.

"That night after I entered the Chinese position with makeup and blew up the arsenal, the Chinese proposed these two aid methods. To be on the safe side, I chose the second one. These planes were loaded with Chinese aid without any additional aid. Conditions." Ma Yisha proudly told what happened to her in the past few days.

"Maisha, are these really given to us by the Chinese for free?" Looking at the bundles of guns and ammunition being unloaded from the plane, Zahir asked in amazement.

"Of course, brother, not only these, but also this beautiful robe I'm wearing, which was also given to me by the Chinese. Isn't it beautiful?" Gemstones and gold threads are covered, reflecting the dazzling light under the reflection of the setting sun.Not only Prince Mahmud and King Zahir, but every Afghan at the airport was stunned. The most exaggerated thing was that several Afghan ground staff lay down on the ground and murmured the Qur'an.

"This is the queen's clothes. This is the clothes that only the queen can wear! Maisha, where did you get this dress? Was it really given to you by a Chinese general?" Uncle Mahmud finally came to his senses, and said to himself When I was young, I saw this dress in the Egyptian royal palace.

"What's the matter, father, isn't this just a piece of clothing?" Ma Yisha blinked her big eyes and looked at her father strangely.

"Yeah, Uncle Wang, isn't this just a piece of clothing? No matter how expensive it is, it's just a robe. Why are you so nervous?" King Zahir was also surprised.

"Your Majesty, Mayisa, you may not know that this dress belonged to a certain Egyptian queen. It was collected in the Egyptian royal palace a long time ago. Do you know that these gems on the clothes alone have been worn for decades? It was already worth 100 million pounds before, and even today, it can be exchanged for several million pounds in a random bank, which is almost the national fiscal revenue of our Kingdom of Afghanistan for a year!" Prince Mahmoud said in a trembling voice. explain.

"But, father, the Chinese general said that this dress was just for me to replace, and didn't say how expensive it is?"

"Silly boy, do you know? This dress is worth more than all the weapons here, and you are running around wearing something worth millions of pounds." Mahmoud said helplessly. "Your brother didn't even have such a dress as a dowry gift when he married the queen."

Ma Yisha's face under the veil couldn't help but flush a little.

"Maisha, how many weapons are there in total?"

"A total of [-] rifles, [-] light machine guns, [-] pistols, [-] gas masks."

"What did you say? [-] gas masks?" Upon hearing the gas masks, the eyes of both Mahmud and Zahir lit up.

Mahmud quickly raised his eyebrows, thinking how this is possible, the Chinese use biological and chemical weapons on the one hand, but on the other hand provide gas masks.

"Then how do we contact the Chinese?" Mahmud asked calmly.

"The Chinese sent a liaison officer to bring the radio station." Ma Yisha pointed to a Chinese female captain in a neat military uniform behind her.

"Good! Good! Your Majesty, our Kabul is saved, it is saved! Allah has never abandoned her people!" the naive King Zahir said excitedly.

Mahmud took a look at the Chinese female captain, she was of medium build, her skin was extremely fair and shiny, and her eyes were like ripe grapes. Just by taking a look, Mahmud felt his whole body was shocked. After a cold war, I thought to myself what kind of Chinese woman is this?

Delhi, Dragon Army Command in India.

"Commander, according to information from the intelligence agencies, a large amount of munitions provided by Britain and France to Afghanistan, including [-] firefly tanks, has arrived in Kunduz in northern Afghanistan." Adjutant Zhang Sifei reported to Zhang Zuolin as soon as he entered the door.

"Damn, the British reacted so quickly. It seems that it's time for us to help Old Feng. You send a telegram to the commander of the air force, asking him to air strike Kunduz before the arms are shipped tomorrow morning, and take the lead in killing them." This batch of arms!" Zhang Zuolin said decisively.

"Yes! Marshal, but Bruce Fraser, the new commander-in-chief of the British Middle East Defense Zone, has arrived at the Afghan border, and it seems that he will make some moves."

"There is no need to worry about these things. The British didn't say anything when they suffered such a big loss in India last time. This time, they are at most pretending. If they are not convinced, they will fight another **** battle!"

In the early morning of September 9, Kunduz, an important city in northern Afghanistan.

Although the capital, Kabul, is already under the threat of war, giving people a feeling of crumbling, but Kunduz does not look like a war is approaching. The local area does not even warn the garrison or citizens to prevent the coming of war.In the early morning, Kunduz is still in a peaceful atmosphere, and the whole city is bathed in the morning light.

But at this moment, the rumble of an aircraft engine suddenly sounded in the eastern sky.

Lin Weicheng, the commander in charge of the air strike, thought that he would be counterattacked from the ground, but he never expected that Kunduz was even more careless than Kabul a few days ago. His bomber's bombs were all opened, but the ground The people on board showed no signs of panic, and Lin Weicheng even wondered if he was flying in the wrong direction.

In fact, this cannot be blamed on the garrison and citizens of Kunduz. If you really want to blame, you can only blame the British army.It turned out that since Kunduz is very close to the British base, there are often British planes in the vicinity. Due to the special relationship between the two countries, even if the British flying team flew into the airspace of Afghanistan, there is no fuss. , so people didn't care when they saw the fleet appear.

Therefore, the bomber group led by Lin Weicheng successfully found a large amount of munitions aided by the British army, and he decisively issued a combat order.

The bottom compartment of the No. 1 fighter jet was opened, and two black incendiary bombs numbered 233 were held down by two giant steel hands.With two shrill screams, two bombs exploded at the predetermined location, igniting dozens of fuel barrels next to the tank parking lot. In an instant, the flames rose, scorching the branches and leaves of the nearby trees for a mile. , the whole Kunduz woke up from a deep sleep.

But despite this, for a city like Kunduz, which has no air force and anti-aircraft guns, everything seems irreparable. All the Afghans can do is to watch the constant explosions from the material storage yard. The sound, the soaring fire, and the smoke column, people who have enjoyed peace for too long felt the horror of war for the first time.

However, there are also many Afghan officers and soldiers who use rifles to attack the bombers hovering in the sky, but even if their rifles reach the plane, there is nothing they can do, because this is one of the most advanced bombers produced by China, and the protective steel plate at the bottom is enough Against ordinary rifle bullets, the Afghani's rifle shots were utterly threatening except to remind the pilot to fly a little low.

It wasn't until an hour and a half later that the British Air Force arrived at the accident site lazily after hearing the news, but the bombing had long since ended, and all they could do was to admire the smoky city and the piles of fallen It's just a scrap metal tank.

"Hurry up and send out fighter planes to pursue it. The enemy's fleet should not have flown far away." An Afghan general stationed in Kunduz begged the British with tears.

"What? Chase? The opponent is the most advanced jet fighter in the world. With the old British planes on the base, they can't catch up at all, and their firepower and protection are not as good as others. Even if they catch up, they will be beaten by the opponent. Come on down, we Brits are not like you Afghans who only do some stupid stupid things!"

(End of this chapter)